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I thought "Hey, that sounds like a line from 'rejoice in the lamb' only it's not." But it is from the Christoper Smart poem that Benjamin Britten used...it's a great work... I keep thinking of for the mouse is a creature of great personal valour

Yes, that is one very furry and much-exposed, much-stroked tum. But there is no ripping off of hands -- the only time she ever hurts me is non-deliberately, digging her claws in to get a better grip when draping herself around my shoulders like a fox fur.

Everyone seems to have either sung or heard that Britten but me. It's fabulous, isn't it.

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